Chapter 1198

"Clang!"

The sharp point of the sword was on the floor, supporting the staggering figure; The sword tip slipped and the figure who had struggled for a long time fell to the ground again.

The grey pupil boy staring at this scene couldn't laugh at all.

How could

He remembered clearly that at the last moment of the explosion, his arm was charred, and the Dragon Knight's gun ran through the heart of phillanai.

She didn't resist, and her body had been eroded by the void to the limit. She watched the fiery red figure fly out by the air waves with her own eyes - I'm afraid she wouldn't be paralyzed if she changed her injury to that degree.

Even if she was not blown to pieces and burnt to coke by the explosion... The Dragon Knight's gun penetrating her heart was enough to completely destroy her body.

So why can she stand up?!

No, no, no... It should be why she still looks like she hasn't been hurt at all. She can't even see the wound, even the blood that should have spewed out of her chest.

De sallion, the blood of the Dragon King family... Is it such a terrible thing?!

Lying in a pool of blood, Lucian trembled, and his expression was hard to see.

The arm was burnt, the ribs were broken, half of the body was painful as if it was going to be paralyzed, and the headache was splitting to the extreme... All the pain suffered from being eroded by the force of emptiness broke out completely at this critical point.

It will not be long before the Royal Highness goes to work, and she will die completely. Ruthen couldn't help thinking.

But until then... Now, at least now... Until Isaac's plan is completed, he can't fall.

I promised Lord Loren and Ayn that they would protect Isaac; This is a promise, and the people of El mans do what they say.

Swear with blood, never betray!

Taking a deep breath of air-conditioning, Lucian trembled with pain, desperately grasped the Mithril short sword that fell aside, and stared at the figure who stumbled and walked towards him with the sword.

"Dang, Dang, dang..."

The sharp point of the sword supported the same figure on the verge of collapse, approached slowly but very firmly, and the fire red eyes did not move, staring at the figure of Lucian.

Mingming can't even stand still. Mingming's ankles have been broken by himself. You can hear the sound of broken bones and broken bone scraps tearing flesh and blood at every step. He still hobbles towards him.

The gray pupil boy with dignified expression gradually enlarges his pupils; The hand holding the sword hid under the trembling body and was ready to go.

"Monsters... Must be stopped..."

The long princess with red hair and trembling lips still muttered to herself:

"Void... Must be stopped..."

"Absolutely... Absolutely... They must be... Destroyed..."

"Never... Never let them hurt... More people..."

"Must be stopped..."

"They must be... Stopped..."

In front of the gate of the dead main hall, only the words of phillanai echoed among the bodies.

Five minutes, a quarter of an hour... He may even have spent his whole life, corroded by the void, and the dying Lucian's sense of time has been completely confused.

In his eyes, the Qianli figure who stumbled to kill herself walked a short distance longer than a century and the end of the world.

It was so long that he was ready to die with each other at the moment when the blade fell.

Silver gray eyes and fiery red pupils looked at each other, and the blood stained sword was raised above the head.

"Run away... You can't win..."

Huh?

Lucian, who thought he had heard something, was suddenly stunned.

"That... Brother Huang's plan... Holy Cross... Black cross... Can't win..."

At the moment when the big sword was raised, phillanai suddenly said.

Under the long fire red hair, it seemed as if the burning pupils were flashing a strange light, as if tens of thousands of demon tides and fleeing survivors who had died and had no place to die echoed in her vision.

"... run away."

The grey pupil boy was stunned and even forgot the sword in his hand.

At that moment, the big sword fell.

"Dang -!!"

Exciting sparks bloom in the silver gray pupil.

Lucian, whose mind was blank, woke up after three seconds and stared at the tip of the sword less than an inch from his cheek.

The clotting blood drops fell on his face, like the touch of cold tentacles, making him cold all over.

"If you want to die, why come to such a place."

The grey pupil boy stared at the figure who saved his life.

The solemn expression of the oath Knight stood beside him and the long princess, holding the long sword that almost ran through him and the sharp blade that he instinctively stabbed at the same time.

The blood on his cheek dripped from his palms.

"You, how are you... How can..."

Shocked Lucian, stammering speechless.

The pale oath Knight ignored him, threw two sharp blades aside with his bloody hands, and gently helped phillanai's body which was also on the verge of collapse.

The knight girl struggled, but soon stopped resisting. She seemed to feel a familiar breath and lay in the arms of the oath knight.

Slowly, the oath Knight placed the knight girl flat on the ground with unprecedented tenderness, with her head facing the direction of the Holy Cross cathedral. An Fang put a small Holy Cross Pendant in the palm of her abdomen.

"Absolutely... Absolutely... They must be... Destroyed..."

"Never... Never let them hurt... More people..."

Philrone, who lay down, was still talking to himself.

"Run away... You can't win..."

"It's over."

The oath Knight interrupted her softly:

"Philrone de sallion, the blood of the Dragon King, the descendant of the Dragon Queen and the Lord of sakran, your mission is over."

"Your road has reached the end;"

"Glory, serenity, leaving this sad world without regret... Is the reward you deserve."

The solemn oath Knight raised the "bright star" sword with one hand, and sacred and solemn pointed the silver white sword at the throat of fillonay.

The knight girl who was aware of something seemed to have finally recovered her reason at the last moment and closed her eyes peacefully.

"Holy Cross, my Lord, this man has embarked on the road of never turning back;

Your will will walk on earth as it walks in heaven;

Please give her your blessing and your guardian;

Let her go through the night and shadow to the other side of her heart;

Never lost... "

... light gold, with the falling sword tip, emerged from the knight girl, then drifted away and disappeared in the night.

According to his broken chest, Lucian, who struggled to get up from the pool of blood, looked at the figure with a complex expression - at that moment, he could feel the last trace of consciousness of fillonay dissipated with the "purified" force of the void.

To be able to leave this world without regret, to be blessed by others in a sober state, and to leave this world peacefully... How to say.

He suddenly admired phillanai.

"When the believers of the Holy Cross are dying, preside over the blessing ceremony for them, purify the polluted body and consciousness, and make them die without regret... It is what every swore Knight will do in the era of preaching with a sword."

With his back to the oath Knight of Lucian, he suddenly said coldly, "but the result of doing so means that the empty force in the other party's body is completely purified and there is no left."

"To a guy like you who has long been marked by an evil god is like sending him to a frame of fire."

Looking at each other's cold eyes, the gray pupil boy was embarrassed.

"Er... Why are you here? I thought, thought..."

I thought you had been killed by serlior... Grey pupil didn't dare to say it.

"I still have my mission." staring at the long princess who left peacefully, the oath Knight said in a low voice: "before this mission is over or completely collapsed, we can't really leave without regret."

"Even if you die a thousand times, ten thousand times... As long as you survive, you must continue to fight... That's the mission."

"It's also the only meaning that makes me still live."

Slowly restrained his expression, and Lucian nodded slightly.

Although I don't know much about the oath knight, it doesn't prevent me from paying full respect to him.

"So... You're going to kill seryol... Black cross?" the grey pupil asked tentatively.

"No." the knight shook his head:

"Lord farnesis... He has eaten the consequences of his own misfortune and has got his due end. He no longer needs me; as for the one who wants to defeat serlior... There is someone else."

The moment he spoke, the oath Knight's expression was obviously a little complicated, like admitting something he had always been unwilling to admit.

"But in addition to defeating serliol, I have another mission - the Holy Cross blesses me, not only to defeat its enemies, but also for more and more important reasons."

Lucian shrugged. Anyway, he didn't care as long as the other party didn't want to be an enemy of Lord Loren.

They were silent for a moment. After completing the last steps of blessing, the knight slowly got up and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that the other party was going to leave, Lucian quickly shouted.

"That, that what... This..." the scarred gray pupil boy struggled to pick up the Dragon Knight's gun on the ground and handed it to the oath Knight: "this... Was given to me when you were in silver helmet mountain."

"Put it away." the oath Knight frowned slightly: "I gave it to you. It's already yours."

"No! No, it's not!"

The painful Lucian took a deep breath of air-conditioning, and seemed to use all his strength to raise the Dragon Knight's gun in front of the other party: "it's not that I don't want it, but... I've..."

It can no longer be used.

Lucian is well aware of his current state.

Even if he won a fluke and was saved by the oath knight, his current state is doomed to be impossible to continue fighting; There is no place to go except to die here.

Not to mention the gun of the Dragon Knight, even the "dawn" sword is of little use except to wipe his neck before death.

"This is a weapon forged by the Wizards of the Dragon kingdom. It can cause serious damage to the existence in the void. I tried, so..."

"If you want to continue fighting next, please take this with you, so that at least... At least it can make it useful!"

Clenching his teeth and lowering his head, Lucian's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face was full of reluctance.

For a second, he even regretted why he had waited until someone came to save him, rather than dying with phillanai at the last minute.

In that way, even if there is some humiliation, I will at least fight to the last minute and complete my promise to Lord Loren and Isaac.

"You don't seem to understand what I said."

The oath Knight frowned slightly: "the Dragon Knight's gun is yours, which was decided when I gave it to you."

"I give it to you not only as a gift, but because it should belong to you; now you still need this power."

Alas?

Blinking, the confused gray pupil boy looked confused.

"I don't understand..."

"You don't need to understand," interrupted the knight of the oath. "When fate comes, you will naturally understand why."

"Your persistence, thoughts, desires, ambitions... These are irrelevant to the world; the important thing is that it needs your existence, and the important thing is that it needs you to accomplish something."

"It's not for no reason that you can escape the mortal robbery of duanjieshan fortress;

I am reborn as an oath knight. It is not without reason that I stand here from an ordinary church knight;

Isaac Grantham, a farmer, became a wizard who could change the pattern of the world for no reason;

Loren Turin... His presence is not without reason. "

The oath knight with heavy words and deep and deep expression: "the world is trying its best to change what is destined to happen, and even make decisions that will lead to self destruction at any cost to complete this last fight."

"We, you and I, Loren Turin, the Holy Cross, evil gods... Are all like this; as long as there is a breath, it proves that your mission has not been completed, and you still have to continue to fight and complete your mission."

"So, Lucian weltz, fight on; fight on until you can't fight any more!"

"The rest... Doesn't matter!"

Lucian looked at him, stunned.

"Like... Phillanai?"

The knight of the oath paused slightly and nodded:

"Yes, just like her."

"I don't know what to do. I just guarded the heavenly palace with my last obsession, defeated countless demons, cleared the way for you and Isaac, and can stand here undisturbed to complete your mission."

"This is her mission... She doesn't know and doesn't need to know; her persistence makes her do something that seems meaningless with great courage, but it's also very important."

"This is... The mission."